His Easter Bride - Hoppily Ever After

“Fuck,” I groan, my hands going into her hair automatically. I pull her further onto me. She takes me like she was made for me… I don’t have time to dwell on why she is so good at this because my orgasm is rising. My balls tighten up and I can’t even warn her before I am coming down her throat. She swallows all of me. Harshly, I pull out of her mouth, my dick hitting her chin, leaving a wet trace there. No time to apologize, I pull her to her feet, kissing her again. My still hard cock is begging entrance as I push against her panty clad pussy.

“More. Give me more. Please. Make me yours,” she begs. Fuck, her begging is going to be the death of me.

“You were mine the second I saw you. You know that don’t you? Every minute of every day since then has been spent bringing you to me. I’ve been waiting for my wife,” I tell her as I kneel before her and slowly pull her panties down her legs.

“I’ve been waiting for my husband,” she replies as she kicks her panties away. I never expected her to be a virgin. She has a body meant to be worshiped. I’ll thank God every single day I am the only man she’ll ever know in this way and vice versa. I kiss her thighs before standing. She reaches behind her and pulls her bra off, tossing it away. Reaching out, I palm her tits. They are more than a handful. Her skin is a pale pink. Is she blushing? I wonder briefly before taking her nipple in my mouth. She moans and puts her hands in my hair. My cock is harder than it has ever been. I am going to embarrass myself if I don’t get inside of her now. I move to her other nipple, giving it the same attention. She pulls my hair so that she is looking into my eyes.

“Please, stop teasing me,” she moans. Her voice is breathy and more than a little tense. She needs what only I can give her and God as my witness, I’ll give it to her forever.

Chapter Four

Heather

His responding growl goes all through me as he all but tosses me on the bed. I barely get out my yelp of surprise before my legs are spread wide and his face is buried in my pussy. Magic, pure magic. His tongue is magic.

“Oh, God,” I scream as his tongue swirls around my clit before going as deep into me as he can. I love that he’s so good at this. Surely, he was lying about never having done this. The man is amazing. His scruffy beard rubs my pussy and I don’t hate it. I move my hips, trying to get closer to his mouth. I’ve become a wanton in such a short amount of time. I can’t wait until he’s inside of me.

“Omar,” he says, coming up for air. I giggle before he’s back at. It’s a good thing that I am already laying down because my legs are shaking so bad.

“Fine, Omar,” I say giggling again. In fact, I can’t stop giggling. He moves up my body and looks down at me. The look on his face is so intense it’s almost pained. I can feel his cock digging into my belly and suddenly it’s not so funny anymore. Nothing is in this moment. I sober up immediately. This is real. This is happening. To me. “Omar,” I moan.

“Yes, Heather? Tell me, what do you need?” I wait with bated breath as he grips his cock and runs it through my wet folds. I gasp at the sensation as the head hits my clit. “Answer me.” His commanding voice compels me to answer.

“You,” I cry as he slides into me for the first time. He breaks through my innocence in that first thrust, connecting me to him forever. It’s insane how close I feel to him right now. He doesn’t move again. He waits, hard inside of me. Waits and waits. He knows exactly what he’s doing by waiting. My pussy clenches in anticipation. He touches my cheek and I lean into it. It would be endearing if my legs weren’t spread so obscenely wide.

“You are mine now, Heather. For all eternity. You will rule by my side until I draw my last breath. You’ll be my wife, the mother of my children, my queen, my everything.” My heart skips a beat and I nod. “Marry me tomorrow,” he says, and I gasp again.

“Yes,” I moan. The word is barely out of my mouth before he’s pulling out of me and slamming back into me. Over and over, in and out. He groans my name but never lets up his pace as he owns me, body and soul. I am so close to coming when he leans down and kisses me. He straightens back up, his abs hitting my clit. That sends me over the edge of sanity into an altered reality I’ve heard about but never believed existed. If I didn’t know better, I’d think I was paralyzed. I can’t think about anything other than my pussy and his cock. I scream his name, unable to not scream. My pussy clenches like crazy and his cock swells even more. I feel his release as he squeezes my hips. His fingers dig into me hard enough that I know they will leave marks. He doesn’t stop thrusting for about a minute. I know that he’s filled me full of him and all I can think about is a roly-poly baby boy with dark hair and the best of both of us in him.